Phir mai unke boobs dabayaa upar se wo uth gayi or boli sam pahle darwaza to laga do. Phir maine darwaza laga diye. Phir wo utkar unke baal set karne ...lagi unki nazar mere lund par hi thi jo ke mere track me se nazar araha tha. Maine under wear b nahi pahana.Me : ajju didi aapko chudne ka bahut saal se mann tha meraAjju : accha ! Muje b tu bahut pasad hai samAjju : sam tu ye baat kisi se be share nahi karega promise karMe : haan didi nahi karoungaaPhir mai bed par chada or hum donu ek dusre ko. ” I complied with her request by proceeding to take off Brook’s pants. Next to come off was her thong. She asked me to lick her flower and get her good and wet. I truly could not believe that all of this was happening. The events unfolding at Tracy’s house was more like the events that my friends would experience, not me. I gently spread Brooke’s thighs and slowly moved my hand to her vaginal region. I spread the lips and slowly breathed on her. She was calling me a tease, but I could tell deep. I tentatively, and apprehensively, entered the room, expecting a riot. Nothing unusual took place. The rooms filled out, and even though I thought that it must be quite obvious that I was not wearing underpants, no-one let on. It was the usual rowdy, somewhat suggestive, banter - but nothing more. I could take this situation no longer. Eventually I decided to be as blatant as possible. As I left the room for the kitchen, I "accidentally" dropped some cutlery, and bent over to pick the items off. She used one hand to cup my balls, and the other to attempt to circle my cock. The sensations were wonderful. "Oh man! You have a monster!" No sooner had she finished the statement than she had the head of it all in her mouth. No one had ever done that. It was a fantasy come true! And she wasn't stopping at the head -- she was working my cock deeper into her mouth. It was as if a hot, wet flame was burning on my dick, My knees trembled, and she felt that. She put her hands on my hips and pushed.